"You're too noisy."

With the indifferent words, a heroic breath that seemed to support the heavens and the earth suddenly emanated, did not erupt, did not rise, but simply quietly diffused, but everywhere it passed, it was all shattered, and even the canopy of the young man disintegrated silently when he came into contact with that heroic courage, and then affected the young man's soul.

The body staggered, and the young man's eyes took a few steps back in horror, but when the canopy came into contact with that heroic breath, his soul body actually began to crack, as if he couldn't withstand the touch of that breath at all.

After trying his best to endure it for a long time, the young man still couldn't suppress the blood gushing up his throat, and bent down to spit out a mouthful of extremely foul-smelling essence blood, and his already pale complexion looked even whiter at the moment, and he could faintly see the vascular tissue under the skin.

"I'm the Prince of Yama Dao!"

Gritting his teeth, the young man struggled to maintain his dignity as a strong man.

If Lear, Yu Lewei and the others were here now, they would definitely be shocked by this scene, because that young man was the fifth [Prince] Ling Ming on the list, and a few years ago, the heroes coerced the Yin Yang Sect and forced Yu Lewei to promise not to see Shi Chi Chi anymore.

It's just that although he wants to maintain his dignity, but in the face of He Baishao's increasingly powerful coercion, Ling Ming only lasted a few seconds, and he couldn't help but roar: "If you dare to kill me, my Yama Dao will definitely kill your whole family!" ”

"Kill my whole family?" He Bai Shao's purple hair fluttered, surrounded by courage, the whole person swept away the decadence, showing his majestic posture, and when he heard Ling Ming's threat, he seemed to have a smile on his face, "I'm sorry, my whole family died more than a thousand years ago." ”

Seeing that He Bai Shao's murderous intent had risen, Ling Ming no longer dared to have the slightest luck, and roared almost madly, while using his ghost power with all his might, and at the same time sacrificed the secret ghost fire of Yama Dao and a red flame full of yang energy, the two flames, one yin and one yang, but in Ling Ming's hands, they became one, turned into a yin and yang dragon and rose into the air, and forcibly assaulted out through the field formed by the curtain of the burial sky.

In the face of such a powerful blow, He Baishao just smiled lightly, and didn't see him move, just watched the yin and yang dragon suddenly approach, and then crashed into him, collapsing into countless broken flames, like a dense meteor fire rain scattered around.

Seeing that his strongest move, he didn't even ignite the clothes and pants on the other party's body, Ling Ming's heart was full of despair, it was no longer the desperation when facing an opponent who could not be opposed, but the instinctive fear of low-level creatures in the face of higher-level creatures.

"This flame ...... Is it the Candle Dragon's Breath? He Baishao stretched out his hand and grabbed a wisp of broken flame, looked at it a few times, and said with a smile, "Very good, I finally managed to meet my old friends, and I haven't thought of any meeting gifts, thank you." ”

Feeling the sudden spicy killing intent on the other side, Ling Ming's pupils contracted suddenly, and his facial features were distorted by extreme fear, but at this time he couldn't do anything to deal with it, only to watch the sturdy figure drift closer, and pointed out lightly.

Silently, Ling Ming's body cracked little by little, and then shattered into flesh foam and flew around, and the majestic ghost power in the soul mansion also turned into a yin ghost mist and scattered everywhere, only a little red flame was collected by a force, condensed into a fire, and fell into He Baishao's hands.

Looking at this spark, He Baishao nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly smiled: "Long time no see." ”

"It's 1,396 years."

A voice of surprise, bitterness, and worry quietly sounded, and a middle-aged and elderly Taoist with gray temples and a lotus crown appeared a few meters behind He Baishao out of thin air, staring at this young man who seemed to be no more than twenty years old with complicated eyes.

Putting away the tinder, He Baishao looked back at it, and said with a smile: "You remember clearly." ”

The man looked at fifty or sixty years old, with a rich body, a fat round face, and both eyes were squeezed into a line by fat, and at this time he smiled faintly and said, "How can I not be clear." ”

He Baishao smiled and nodded disappreciatively: "After more than a thousand years, seeing each other again, I want to congratulate Brother Shen on his ascension to the position of the sect master of Dunjia." ”

"Is the prince joking?" The Taoist sighed, "You and I were peers back then, more than a thousand years later, although I am the sect master of Dunjia, I am only watching the sky at the bottom of the red dust well in the human world, but the prince is proud of the fairy world, and the name of Wuzun is spread all over the seven worlds and Liuhe, who is not in awe of three points." ”

"Is it just three points?" He Baishao smiled dumbly, "Then I still have some failures!" ”

The Taoist was stunned for a moment, and said: "The prince's temperament has changed a lot. ”

"Although more than a thousand years have only passed in the human world, ten thousand years have passed in the fairy world, after so long, the temperament will always change," He Baishao smiled at the corner of his lips, "It's just that I didn't expect you to come here, except for the matter of the beast tide back then, I'm afraid there is no grudge between Jihai and your Dunjia Sect, right?" ”

"If someone else says such a thing, why does the prince need to say such a lie?" The Taoist sighed, and his expression gradually became solemn, "What kind of character is the sea of advice, the reincarnation of the god of punishment, the descendant of the god of death, with the two major inheritances of martial arts and ghost dao, once resurrected, no less than 100,000 fierce beasts in this underground palace will definitely pour out of the nest and bring disaster to our country." ”

"At that time, even if it can be exterminated, the vitality of our country's cultivation world will inevitably be greatly damaged, and now all forces are eyeing it outside, and I am afraid that the invasion of China by the eight countries will happen again."

He Baishao listened to the Taoist impassionedly there, and he didn't speak, but in a dark corner next to him, suddenly an old and energetic voice sounded, shaking through the valley.

"Well said! I can't imagine that Lao Shen, you have been in front of a shrunken turtle for so many years, and today you are finally tough! ”

The sound was like a torrent of thunder, shaking through the universe, the last word came out, and the first word was still spreading, which lasted for a few seconds before the heroic voice slowly dispersed.

Hearing the man's words, the Taoist's body trembled, and his expression became more and more bitter, but he did not back down, but turned his head according to the sound, and looked at an old man who was old and had white hair and walked out of the void.

He Baishao stared at the man, and suddenly looked at the Taoist surnamed Shen with a smile: "His cultivation is higher than you!" ”

The man looked helpless and sighed: "We weren't familiar with each other back then, so it's really not good for me to squeeze like this." ”

The latest old man glanced at him when he heard this, looked at He Baishao with a cold snort, and said, "I haven't seen you for many years, but the Martial Emperor's bearing is still the same." ”

Treating this old man, He Baishao showed a little solemnity, hugged his fists and said: "Back then, the deity's disciple Sun was taken care of, and this kindness was recorded by the deity." ”

The old man snorted coldly and said coldly: "Don't dare to be, the grudge back then, Long has never forgotten it, but my Longhu Mountain has been weak for more than a thousand years, and Long can only live in the human world, but one day, he will definitely go to the fairy world and discuss the grudge with the poisonous venerable of your pavilion." ”

Although the old man surnamed Long spoke coldly, He Baishao actually smiled more and more happily, and there was no anger at all.

The Taoist man's face became more and more bitter, he rolled up his sleeves and didn't say a word, while the old man's expression was even more fierce, and there was a hidden war intent in his eyes.

*——*——*

The reason why Shi Chi Yan left suddenly was because he had relied on the Styx Pact to find that the stiff breath that was not far away had suddenly weakened, and it seemed that he was in danger.

The reason why he came to the valley where Xu Brown, Song Ding and others were located was to rely on the contract to feel and grope all the way, originally he wanted to have a relationship with Xu Brown and Song Ding, but when he found that the situation was not good, where could he still take care of being verbose here, he immediately rushed to Jian Wuchang.

At this moment, he was anxious for a stiff situation, and he couldn't sneak and hide anymore, the yin and yang light wings fluttered his wings and fast, the frost breaking sword hovered in front of him, and all the hidden weapons encountered along the way were all destroyed by him with a sword.

In just over twenty seconds, Shi Chi Di had already passed through several tunnels and broken into another palace.

At this time, there were dozens of cultivators in the palace, some were supernatural, some were Taoists, some were martial artists, and there were more than a dozen fierce beasts covered in scales, and in the center of the crowd, the two daughters of Zombie Wuchang and Chen Yixia stood together, the former evolved a black and white Dao clock hanging above his head, and the latter's six short knives were all unsheathed and intertwined into a net, desperately blocking the siege of more than a dozen Daomen monks around him.

"You're looking for death!"

Yaoyao saw a deep and visible sword mark on the chest of Stiff Wuchang, which seemed to completely penetrate her whole person, and Shi Chi couldn't help but see the starry eyes red, and the thoughts of the soul were like flames, and the soul was surging and swept the heavens and the earth in an instant, among which the secluded silence was like the abyss of the River Styx, and in the blink of an eye, it had submerged the huge palace.

"It's too late!"

The momentum with which he broke in naturally attracted everyone's attention, and one of the Maoshan disciples recognized him and exclaimed unconsciously, causing the crowd to be in an uproar again.

"Late?"

Behind the crowd besieging the second girl, a sturdy young man turned his head and noticed the sword dao soul thought that was looking at the world, his face was slightly moved, and then he retracted his surprise and showed a little sneer: "How dare the vertical man be rampant? ”

Shi Chi Yan didn't realize that the man existed, and when he unfolded his soul thoughts, the Broken Frost Sword hovering on the side had been wrapped in heavy soul power, and it struck straight out, and the distance of more than a thousand meters in front of him seemed to disappear in an instant under his sword, only the sword spirit that suddenly rushed over the heavens and the earth wantonly shone with its edge.

"Formation!"

The moment the Frost Breaking Sword flew in, a Qingcheng Mountain Daoist had already roared loudly, leading more than ten Daoists to gather together, and the Dao power was vigorous, fused together out of thin air, and merged into a large array of glowing lights.

After all, the Daoist originated from the cultivators, and he also mastered the method of forming a formation, although he was a few points weaker than the orthodox cultivators, but at this moment, the dozen or so fusion period joined forces, and the large array formed by them could still rival two or three of them.

It's just that the moment the big array took shape, the surging glow gushing out of it actually collapsed in an instant under the frost breaking sword, as if it couldn't bear the soul thought that suppressed the heaven and earth, and it directly scattered in all directions, and more than a dozen Daoists in the array were even more in sharp pain, and they were injured by the incomparable sword soul thought.

"Qu Daozi, please help!"

Seeing that the big array couldn't block the other party's sword, the Qingcheng Mountain Daoist just now couldn't help but be horrified in his heart, and hurriedly asked for help from the majestic young man.

Shi Chi Yan glanced at the young man when he heard this, handed him a warning look, and then urged the Frost Breaking Sword to slash towards the big array again.

Rumble! The pure and flawless sword spirit like glass slashed in the air, and the entire large array was buzzing, and more than a dozen Daoists in the array spurted out a mouthful of blood in unison, and many people directly sat down on the ground with pale faces, but they had already invaded the Purple Mansion by the sword soul, and it was difficult to maintain their combat strength.